Thy Disease The Feast
You scent is there
Filled with the opposites
I swallow you, it come from within
Open me more talking cursed way again
Crawling up your flesh
Raptor's desire of killing
Dreams of human sacrifice
Thoughts soaked with your fear
It's a misunderstanding
You're still alive
Kneel down helpless whore
Mayhem-Ed, shattered
Feed my obsession tempt me with your wounds
I'll give you mean torture
Talking satisfaction again and again
Spread your legs wide
You climax with my knife
Rapped, half dead slut
I will feed my obsession
With dismembered corpse
